Absence.

Do you know that period in your life where something is just not there?

It's like a perfectly free summer day - there's nothing to do yet, there's nothing to finish, nothing to work on, nothing to even think about (and by this i mean mathematically) and theres just nothing to be worried about - but, you cant find anything to do.

It's like eating halfway through a supposed chocolate filled biscuit. You finish half of it because, upon your bite-that-would-reach-the-halfway-mark bite, you realize that the very essence of the biscuit, the chocolate, just isnt there.

It's also like studying for math. YOU KNOW THAT YOU JUST HAVE TO, but you cant. In fact, you almost actually study, but you are not motivated in continuing to do so after the first five minutes.

It can also be compared to irony of love. You know its there, yet it feels otherwise. The absence of the truth and the very essence of love disappears and all you have left are the words and actions that you thought you showed - or at least what you know to have had.

And lastly, it is also like words. Words are just letters strung together to form a collaboration of different sounds and pronounciations.
There are no meaning born with words, you attach it to them.

On the contrary, though, there would be meanings, but there would be no words.